I've been wanting to blog for a while -- reading everyone's semi-frequent updates really inspired me to get back on the blogging horse. The problem is, I'm so preoccupied with moving home that I'm feeling rather one note.

Pretty much all I've been doing/thinking/talking about is moving. Makes for uninteresting blog fodder.

It's been so long coming, and now it's less then a week away. There is no way I can accomplish all I want to in the next few days - especially given that I'm in New Brunswickfrom today until Friday.

I've been sitting in on some communications training, and the key phrase for this weekend is along the lines of "not perfect... but brave". I really like that. You don't have to be perfect, but at least be willing to try.


Dear Store Next Door,

Right now, it is 2:14am. I live at ______, right next door. I am writing to let you know that I disconnected your outside speaker. I am trying to sleep, and your CD is SKIPPING.

It would be very much appreciated if you could keep the music down.

Most Sincerely,


I just got home from the Alehouse. Right now, leaving this message seems like a good idea. I'm pretty sure I'll stand by that sober -- unless they knock tomorrow while I'm enjoying sleeping in.

Lots I've been meaning to say, I will update more soon!

[ed note: 2:34am. Car alarm going off -- loudly. Obviously, I wasn't meant to sleep right now.]